1. O day we spent with her, return to us with bliss

    From her; and O my night in her house, return!

  2. When I spent the night playfully removing her jewels,

    After embraces, kisses, and undressing,

  3. As they fed one another amid lush greenery—

    Two ring-necked doves, listening intently after cooing.

  4. And she had given me sweet saliva to drink, free of staleness,

    Like musk sprinkled over the juice of grape clusters,

  5. Of pure Baysan wine, with bubbles upon its surface;

    A drop of Yabrud water was mixed with it.

  6. A wine-mixer, his village's headman, brought it at dawn,

    Fiery in color, in a goblet and a wine vessel.

  7. If you hear of a miser's death, say:

    Away with him, far away—a man dead and gone!

Sol 6.1